After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 1130 Will The Little Monk Come When I Get Married?
"Coral!" She screamed, stretching her neck, and saw Coral rushing in.

"My son, what's the matter?"

She crossed her legs and asked, "Will the little monk come when I get married?"

As if thinking of something, she shook her head, "Forget it, I'm afraid the little monk will be sad."

Shan Shan glanced at her with raised eyebrows, and calmly told the truth: "Young Master, Li Cang has already entered the Buddhist gate, and has seen through the love of the world, and has no feelings for you for a long time, and I let it go."

"..." She glared at Shan Shan with a stern face, "My wedding is coming soon, and the envoys from all over the world are coming, why hasn't he come?"

Listening to the whining words, Shan Shan glanced at her helplessly.

Before he could speak in the future, Chongyang walked in and made a stab at him, "Su Chenyang, the monarch of the Southwest Dynasty, didn't come either."

Yin Jiuqing: "..."

coral:"……"

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, he coughed in embarrassment, "The subordinates are going to register."

Yin Jiuqing snorted softly, and didn't bother with him, just handed the Qin to Shan Hu, "Order someone to send it to the little monk, he will like it."

"Okay son, let this servant send it to him."

"Go quickly."

coral:"……"

……

When the emperor and empress got married, the whole world celebrated together.

The huge Qingbei Dynasty, ten miles of red makeup, countless red ribbons are tied on the trees all over the city, soldiers maintaining order are all along the roadside, and there is an endless stream of crowds, shoulder to shoulder, all of them poking their heads out. Go and watch this rare wedding in a century.

Yin Jiuqing sat lazily on the carriage, all the way to the palace.

She sat on the carriage, propped her head with one hand, stared blankly at the front, and then slowly fell asleep.

In the dream, she was in a strange place.

There are curling smoke trees, mountain streams shrouded in mist, crystal clear ice hangings, and canyons wrapped in silver makeup, which constitute a white and quiet mythical fairyland.

She stood under the glacier, stepped on the ice and walked forward step by step.

Not far away is an ice coffin made of cold ice.

As she approached, the man also broke into her sight.

Everything seems to have stopped, looking at it, it seems that even time has frozen.

The person in the ice coffin had his brows tightly closed and his thin lips slightly pursed. Even though his eyes were closed and he was lifeless, it was not difficult to see the compassion between his brows.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, but before touching his face, she suddenly woke up.

What caught her eyes was a bright red, and happiness enveloped her, but she felt a chill that couldn't be dispelled.

That dream was so real.

Under the glacier, it can be said to be a pearl curtain and emerald curtain, Yao trees and beautiful flowers, like a pool of clear water hanging under the ice.

At this time, Chongyang stepped forward a few steps to the side of the carriage, and said in a low voice: "My lord, there is news from the Yanjing Dynasty that Li Cang has left a letter, saying that he is going to save all living beings among the people, and he does not know when he will return."

Her eyes trembled slightly, and her heart seemed to be beating heavily at this moment.

After a long while, she heard her voice with a hint of indifference, "Got it."

……

Yin Jiuqing and Gu Qingyu walked towards the highest point of the imperial city hand in hand.

Below, are the courtiers bowing their heads in worship.

The man's black hair reached his waist, and a gust of wind blew by, curling up his long, hanging hair, giving people a temptation like an exile.

He held her hand tightly, "Miss Yin."

"Young Master Gu." She moved towards him and slightly hooked her lips.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her white and tender skin was slightly pink, and her bright red lips were delicate and charming.

The long hair is coiled up, but there is a trace of hair left to add charm.

She was dressed in a red phoenix robe that stretched across the floor, outlining her a bit of luxury, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, and her beautiful face was like a lotus.

Witnessed by everyone, she and him completed a spectacular wedding.

Legend has it that everyone has a pure land in their hearts, where all wounds will be healed and all partings will be reunited.

The man was frozen under the glacier, and no one knew about it.

In the eyes of the world, he has already packed his bags, held a Zen stick, and traveled far away to save all living beings.

And she is still the believer who has traveled thousands of miles, and there is no pure land in this world.

(End of this chapter)